Days Gone By

Dedicated to my loving father who passed away but is still with me in spirit.

I have visions running through my head

of days gone by with words unsaid.

When babies snuggled against my breast

and put my weary soul at rest.

A hand to hold, a cheek to kiss

a gentle touch, a state of bliss.

Sweet memories of a father’s love,

his ethereal embrace from above.

With my heart in my hands

I wait wish and ponder

what life has in store for me yet,

I wonder?

Author's Note

I wrote this poem awhile ago but made a few changes in keeping with the present times.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This, although worded quite differently, reminded me of my own poem, Words. The human experience is filled with so many things that we each relate to collectively. It is a beautiful thing to find one's own thoughts and feelings revealed in the writings of another. Very much enjoyed.

[Dara]

Yes, that is the beauty in sharing poetry. It is wonderful to find others who have similar thoughts and lice experiences. So nice to see you here :-)

[emmajoy]

Such a beautiful tribute to your precious past, your day by day Now.. and what's to come, Dara.

Tis said we are part of every place ever visited, every person ever loved, every word shared - AND what was ties its mind and heart to time eternal. Your words echo that (poorly recalled) quote that
needs remembering in the process of adapting to whatever. Wise words, beautifully put.

[Dara]

Your words remind me that everything seems to happen for a reason. I like to think that while we have choices in life we follow a path that has been preordained. The people we meet and love are part of our destiny that help guide us to the end and eternity. Your words gave me much to think about. It is wonderful to have you stop by. For a young lass, you have a fountain of wisdom to share! Thank you so very much!

[emmajoy]

Not so young but I think a heck of a lot!!! Your words really move me, so true in many ways. There's a quote that goes something like, ' I am every place i've ever visited, every person I've ever spoken with, am every perfume ever inhaled.. and thus is the reason for being.. '

[Dara]

That is a very beautiful saying. I think I will have it printed out and framed to hang on my wall. Thank you for sharing!

[Kelly Scheppers]

My mother once told me I was Daddy's girl, and even though I lost him when I was only six, I'd like to think I always will be!

"Sweet memories of a father’s love,
his ethereal embrace from above."

May we continue to make them proud!

[Dara]

Dear Kelly, I am so sorry to hear you lost your father at such a young age. Of course you are making him very proud and isn't it wonderful how the love stays with us forever. Thank you for sharing this with me.

[alanwgraham]

Great - you are writing about the big and important things in life. The wonder of children, the pain of departed parents, thoughts of the future, all big parts of our lives.
Well done,
Alan

[Dara]

Thank you, you've helped put some of the present day crisis in perspective for me! It is vital that we keep our 'eyes on the prize', meaning family and those we love. Your visit is so very welcomed.